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		<h1>3. How Dorothy Saved the Scarecrow</h1>
<p>
When Dorothy was left alone she began 
to feel hungry. So she went to the 
cupboard and cut herself some bread, 
which she spread with butter. She gave 
some to Toto, and taking a pail from 
the shelf she carried it down to the 
little brook and filled it with clear, 
sparkling water. Toto ran over to the 
trees and began to bark at the birds 
sitting there. Dorothy went to get him, 
and saw such delicious fruit hanging 
from the branches that she gathered 
some of it, finding it just what she 
wanted to help out her breakfast.
</p><p>
Then she went back to the house, and 
having helped herself and Toto to a 
good drink of the cool, clear water, 
she set about making ready for the 
journey to the City of Emeralds.
</p><p>
Dorothy had only one other dress, but 
that happened to be clean and was 
hanging on a peg beside her bed. It 
was gingham, with checks of white and 
blue; and although the blue was 
somewhat faded with many washings, it 
was still a pretty frock. The girl 
washed herself carefully, dressed 
herself in the clean gingham, and tied 
her pink sunbonnet on her head. She 
took a little basket and filled it 
with bread from the cupboard, laying a 
white cloth over the top. Then she 
looked down at her feet and noticed 
how old and worn her shoes were.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"They surely will 
never do for a long journey, 
Toto,"</span> she said. And Toto 
looked up into her face with his 
little black eyes and wagged his tail 
to show he knew what she meant.
</p><p>
At that moment Dorothy saw lying on 
the table the silver shoes that had 
belonged to the Witch of the East.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"I wonder if they 
will fit me,"</span> she said to 
Toto. <span class="diag4">"They would 
be just the thing to take a long walk 
in, for they could not wear 
out."</span>
</p><p>
She took off her old leather shoes 
and tried on the silver ones, which 
fitted her as well as if they had been 
made for her.
</p><p>
Finally she picked up her basket.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Come along, 
Toto,"</span> she said. 
<span class="diag4">"We will go to the 
Emerald City and ask the Great Oz how 
to get back to Kansas again."</span>
</p><p>
She closed the door, locked it, and 
put the key carefully in the pocket of 
her dress. And so, with Toto trotting 
along soberly behind her, she started 
on her journey.
</p><p>
There were several roads near by, but 
it did not take her long to find the 
one paved with yellow bricks. Within a 
short time she was walking briskly 
toward the Emerald City, her silver 
shoes tinkling merrily on the hard, 
yellow road-bed. The sun shone bright 
and the birds sang sweetly, and 
Dorothy did not feel nearly so bad as 
you might think a little girl would 
who had been suddenly whisked away 
from her own country and set down in 
the midst of a strange land.
</p><p>
She was surprised, as she walked 
along, to see how pretty the country 
was about her. There were neat fences 
at the sides of the road, painted a 
dainty blue color, and beyond them 
were fields of grain and vegetables in 
abundance. Evidently the Munchkins 
were good farmers and able to raise 
large crops. Once in a while she would 
pass a house, and the people came out 
to look at her and bow low as she went 
by; for everyone knew she had been the 
means of destroying the Wicked Witch 
and setting them free from bondage. 
The houses of the Munchkins were 
odd-looking dwellings, for each was 
round, with a big dome for a roof. All 
were painted blue, for in this country 
of the East blue was the favorite 
color.
</p><p>
Toward evening, when Dorothy was tired 
with her long walk and began to wonder 
where she should pass the night, she 
came to a house rather larger than the 
rest. On the green lawn before it many 
men and women were dancing. Five 
little fiddlers played as loudly as 
possible, and the people were laughing 
and singing, while a big table near by 
was loaded with delicious fruits and 
nuts, pies and cakes, and many other 
good things to eat.
</p><p>
The people greeted Dorothy kindly, and 
invited her to supper and to pass the 
night with them; for this was the home 
of one of the richest Munchkins in the 
land, and his friends were gathered 
with him to celebrate their freedom 
from the bondage of the Wicked Witch.
</p><p>
Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was 
waited upon by the rich Munchkin 
himself, whose name was Boq. Then she 
sat upon a settee and watched the 
people dance.
</p><p>
When Boq saw her silver shoes he 
said, <span class="diag8">"You must be 
a great sorceress."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Why?"</span> 
asked the girl.
</p><p>
<span class="diag8">"Because you wear 
silver shoes and have killed the 
Wicked Witch. Besides, you have white 
in your frock, and only witches and 
sorceresses wear white."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"My dress is blue 
and white checked,"</span> said 
Dorothy, smoothing out the wrinkles in 
it.
</p><p>
<span class="diag8">"It is kind of you 
to wear that,"</span> said Boq. <span class="diag8">
"Blue is the color of the Munchkins, 
and white is the witch color. So we 
know you are a friendly witch."</span>
</p><p>
Dorothy did not know what to say to 
this, for all the people seemed to 
think her a witch, and she knew very 
well she was only an ordinary little 
girl who had come by the chance of a 
cyclone into a strange land.
</p><p>
When she had tired watching the 
dancing, Boq led her into the house, 
where he gave her a room with a pretty 
bed in it. The sheets were made of 
blue cloth, and Dorothy slept soundly 
in them till morning, with Toto curled 
up on the blue rug beside her.
</p><p>
She ate a hearty breakfast, and 
watched a wee Munchkin baby, who 
played with Toto and pulled his tail 
and crowed and laughed in a way that 
greatly amused Dorothy. Toto was a 
fine curiosity to all the people, for 
they had never seen a dog before.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"How far is it to 
the Emerald City?"</span> the girl 
asked.
</p><p>
<span class="diag8">"I do not know,"</span> 
answered Boq gravely, <span class="diag8">"for 
I have never been there. It is better 
for people to keep away from Oz, 
unless they have business with him. 
But it is a long way to the Emerald 
City, and it will take you many days. 
The country here is rich and pleasant, 
but you must pass through rough and 
dangerous places before you reach the 
end of your journey."</span>
</p><p>
This worried Dorothy a little, but she 
knew that only the Great Oz could help 
her get to Kansas again, so she 
bravely resolved not to turn back.
</p><p>
She bade her friends good-bye, and 
again started along the road of yellow 
brick. When she had gone several miles 
she thought she would stop to rest, 
and so climbed to the top of the fence 
beside the road and sat down. There 
was a great cornfield beyond the 
fence, and not far away she saw a 
Scarecrow, placed high on a pole to 
keep the birds from the ripe corn.
</p><p>
Dorothy leaned her chin upon her hand 
and gazed thoughtfully at the 
Scarecrow. Its head was a small sack 
stuffed with straw, with eyes, nose, 
and mouth painted on it to represent a 
face. An old, pointed blue hat, that 
had belonged to some Munchkin, was 
perched on his head, and the rest of 
the figure was a blue suit of clothes, 
worn and faded, which had also been 
stuffed with straw. On the feet were 
some old boots with blue tops, such as 
every man wore in this country, and 
the figure was raised above the stalks 
of corn by means of the pole stuck up 
its back.
</p><p>
While Dorothy was looking earnestly 
into the queer, painted face of the 
Scarecrow, she was surprised to see 
one of the eyes slowly wink at her. 
She thought she must have been 
mistaken at first, for none of the 
scarecrows in Kansas ever wink; but 
presently the figure nodded its head 
to her in a friendly way. Then she 
climbed down from the fence and walked 
up to it, while Toto ran around the 
pole and barked.
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Good day,"</span> said 
the Scarecrow, in a rather husky 
voice.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Did you 
speak?"</span> asked the girl, in 
wonder.
</p><p><span class="diag9">
"Certainly,"</span> answered the 
Scarecrow. <span class="diag9">"How do
 you do?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"I'm pretty well, 
thank you,"</span> replied Dorothy 
politely. <span class="diag4">"How do 
you do?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"I'm not feeling 
well,"</span> said the Scarecrow, with 
a smile, <span class="diag9">"for it 
is very tedious being perched up here 
night and day to scare away crows."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Can't you get 
down?"</span> asked Dorothy.
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"No, for this pole 
is stuck up my back. If you will 
please take away the pole I shall be 
greatly obliged to you."</span>
</p><p>
Dorothy reached up both arms and 
lifted the figure off the pole, for, 
being stuffed with straw, it was quite 
light.
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Thank you very 
much,"</span> said the Scarecrow, when 
he had been set down on the ground. <span class="diag9">"I 
feel like a new man."</span>
</p><p>
Dorothy was puzzled at this, for it 
sounded queer to hear a stuffed man 
speak, and to see him bow and walk 
along beside her.
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Who are 
you?"</span> asked the Scarecrow when 
he had stretched himself and yawned. <span class="diag9">"And 
where are you going?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"My name is 
Dorothy,"</span> said the girl, 
<span class="diag4">"and I am going to 
the Emerald City, to ask the Great Oz 
to send me back to Kansas."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Where is the 
Emerald City?"</span> he inquired.<span class="diag9"> "And 
who is Oz?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Why, don't you 
know?"</span> she returned, in 
surprise.
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"No, indeed. I 
don't know anything. You see, I am 
stuffed, so I have no brains at 
all,"</span> he answered sadly.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Oh,"</span> said 
Dorothy, <span class="diag4">"I'm 
awfully sorry for you."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Do you think,"</span> 
he asked, <span class="diag9">"if I go 
to the Emerald City with you, that Oz 
would give me some brains?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"I cannot tell,"</span> 
she returned, <span class="diag4">"but 
you may come with me, if you like. If 
Oz will not give you any brains you 
will be no worse off than you are 
now."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"That is true," </span>said 
the Scarecrow. <span class="diag9">"You 
see,"</span> he continued 
confidentially, <span class="diag9">"I 
don't mind my legs and arms and body 
being stuffed, because I cannot get 
hurt. If anyone treads on my toes or 
sticks a pin into me, it doesn't 
matter, for I can't feel it. But I do 
not want people to call me a fool, 
and if my head stays stuffed with 
straw instead of with brains, as 
yours is, how am I ever to know 
anything?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"I understand how 
you feel,"</span> said the little 
girl, who was truly sorry for him. 
<span class="diag4">"If you will come 
with me I'll ask Oz to do all he can 
for you."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Thank you,"</span> 
he answered gratefully.
</p><p>
They walked back to the road. Dorothy 
helped him over the fence, and they 
started along the path of yellow brick 
for the Emerald City.
</p><p>
Toto did not like this addition to the 
party at first. He smelled around the 
stuffed man as if he suspected there 
might be a nest of rats in the straw, 
and he often growled in an unfriendly 
way at the Scarecrow.
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"Don't mind 
Toto,"</span> said Dorothy to her new 
friend.<span class="diag4"> "He never 
bites."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"Oh, I'm not 
afraid,"</span> replied the Scarecrow. <span class="diag9">"He 
can't hurt the straw. Do let me carry 
that basket for you. I shall not mind 
it, for I can't get tired. I'll tell 
you a secret,"</span> he continued, as 
he walked along. <span class="diag9">"There 
is only one thing in the world I am 
afraid of."</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag4">"What is 
that?"</span> asked 
Dorothy;<span class="diag4"> "the 
Munchkin farmer who made you?"</span>
</p><p>
<span class="diag9">"No,"</span> answered the 
Scarecrow; <span class="diag9">"it's a 
lighted match."</span>
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